Charles Baudelaire - Last Writings
" Even if God did not exist, Religion would still be holy and Divine . "I love you Paul Westerberg
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Heroine Boobs Showing
Fabio Molli (No Strings Left) - Only if we must (The Replacements)
click here to download for free:
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Saturday, September 25, 2010
Princess Polly Pocket
's first album No Strings Left: "La Prise de la Bastille"
FREE Download the first single" GET ME OUT " ;:
http://soundcloud.com/no-strings-left/get-me-out-2/download
A hard fighting from the title, which opens with a statement taken from the Manifesto Futurism Filippo Tommaso Marinetti, containing an invitation to young people to take power and "eat", then that lesson will be taken up by the punk and the band wanted to make his own, as directed immobility that characterizes our country. And it is the greater influence of the punk No Strings Left , as a genre of music as expressive urgency and ethics "Do It Yourself", the disc it was made entirely by the band in your project studio with recordings of jet to bring the listener into an almost "live" closer to the band and several samples voice, almost like cinematic dialogue, which are spaced between the compositions or background noise from a battlefield.
"La Prise de la Bastille" is not a concept album, but a flurry of songs with a high level of energy, as the initial "No Strings Left", a song that gave its name to the band or ' , East Of The Sun "and" Get Me Out ", which in less than three minutes are a concentrate of the No Strings Left. In the album there is also room for more episodes dilated, such as "Wastin 'Time", with its drive psychedelic inspired by Jack Kerouac, or for the unexpected bubble-gum punk of "Little Song To Dance To" or the aggressive "The Promise Of Eternal Charm" that escapes the cataloging.
www.myspace.com / nostringsleft
FREE Download the first single" GET ME OUT " ;:
http://soundcloud.com/no-strings-left/get-me-out-2/download
A hard fighting from the title, which opens with a statement taken from the Manifesto Futurism Filippo Tommaso Marinetti, containing an invitation to young people to take power and "eat", then that lesson will be taken up by the punk and the band wanted to make his own, as directed immobility that characterizes our country. And it is the greater influence of the punk No Strings Left , as a genre of music as expressive urgency and ethics "Do It Yourself", the disc it was made entirely by the band in your project studio with recordings of jet to bring the listener into an almost "live" closer to the band and several samples voice, almost like cinematic dialogue, which are spaced between the compositions or background noise from a battlefield.
"La Prise de la Bastille" is not a concept album, but a flurry of songs with a high level of energy, as the initial "No Strings Left", a song that gave its name to the band or ' , East Of The Sun "and" Get Me Out ", which in less than three minutes are a concentrate of the No Strings Left. In the album there is also room for more episodes dilated, such as "Wastin 'Time", with its drive psychedelic inspired by Jack Kerouac, or for the unexpected bubble-gum punk of "Little Song To Dance To" or the aggressive "The Promise Of Eternal Charm" that escapes the cataloging.
www.myspace.com / nostringsleft
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
William The Conqueror And King Arthur
Love Dossi
Carlo Dossi
"The ending in A"
-1884-Eropatìa
"If one of those 'rare giovanottini, on whose cheeks the leaf Rose did not yield even to that of nicoziana, miraculously intact between bambinaje past, the schoolmaster and the priests were asked, pointing to a procession of people who seem to Lucerta nurtured and hangs more al verde che al giallo, màssime nelle tasche, e trae fin dalle calcagna i sospiri e ti risponde una cosa per l'altra, o cose che nessuno capisce, compresa lei, si domandasse, dico <<¿or che vedi?>> certo risponderebbe <<ammalati>>.
E noi, battèndogli amichevolmente la spalla, <<bravo tè>> gli diremmo <<hai trucciato, perocchè sono innamorati>>.
[...]
¡O amore, fonte di maggiore rovina che non la fame e la peste, tu che le sei, non often, both!
And here, nell'interminàbil sequela of your victims, a young man. To him, beautiful, rich, talented, smiling all around. The prohibition was not a heart, not a dead end, and he was able, for the Favourite, quickly, who owned a carriage, touching the goal, both for the demerits, what, which is more difficult much to the credit.
yet his face is like a yellow leaf in November, has withered as a bag at Christmas, yet in comparison of his soul, black is a cheerful color.
¿Who ever? The doctor, who felt him and I hope and knocked, assures us that he rings bells well. But the scientific eye has been brought to the brain where the image of a woman's dry, insatiable sponge, while every vile thought, a young woman whose only yearns alms a look, without daring to look. That love, which often gives impudence, where it has taken courage.
The mirror makes the young ugly beauty of him, nor numb the talent is there to comfort him by reminding him that he always keeps that second beauty, which for women is the first, countably beauty, intellect rather a time he no longer feels if not that glimmer, that do it as sighted genius is gone. And, completely despondent, flees friends whose smile offends; flees from human society in every suspicious look, fled in the end, with an ounce of lead, the unbearable if - ¡a twenty-three ; years, think. "
Carlo Dossi
"The ending in A"
-1884-Eropatìa
"If one of those 'rare giovanottini, on whose cheeks the leaf Rose did not yield even to that of nicoziana, miraculously intact between bambinaje past, the schoolmaster and the priests were asked, pointing to a procession of people who seem to Lucerta nurtured and hangs more al verde che al giallo, màssime nelle tasche, e trae fin dalle calcagna i sospiri e ti risponde una cosa per l'altra, o cose che nessuno capisce, compresa lei, si domandasse, dico <<¿or che vedi?>> certo risponderebbe <<ammalati>>.
E noi, battèndogli amichevolmente la spalla, <<bravo tè>> gli diremmo <<hai trucciato, perocchè sono innamorati>>.
[...]
¡O amore, fonte di maggiore rovina che non la fame e la peste, tu che le sei, non often, both!
And here, nell'interminàbil sequela of your victims, a young man. To him, beautiful, rich, talented, smiling all around. The prohibition was not a heart, not a dead end, and he was able, for the Favourite, quickly, who owned a carriage, touching the goal, both for the demerits, what, which is more difficult much to the credit.
yet his face is like a yellow leaf in November, has withered as a bag at Christmas, yet in comparison of his soul, black is a cheerful color.
¿Who ever? The doctor, who felt him and I hope and knocked, assures us that he rings bells well. But the scientific eye has been brought to the brain where the image of a woman's dry, insatiable sponge, while every vile thought, a young woman whose only yearns alms a look, without daring to look. That love, which often gives impudence, where it has taken courage.
The mirror makes the young ugly beauty of him, nor numb the talent is there to comfort him by reminding him that he always keeps that second beauty, which for women is the first, countably beauty, intellect rather a time he no longer feels if not that glimmer, that do it as sighted genius is gone. And, completely despondent, flees friends whose smile offends; flees from human society in every suspicious look, fled in the end, with an ounce of lead, the unbearable if - ¡a twenty-three ; years, think. "
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Woman Carried In Movies
A second class of poetry by Isidore Ducasse
In his "Songs of Maldoror" one of the best treatments on the evil inherent in man (and thus God), the beloved Isidore perhaps too often gets lost (and complicated life, with great courage literary) in explanations too difficult, but one of many I have found that the closest
to explain the inexplicable, which is the poem:
"[...] It 's so that, as the inclination of our spirit to take farce to a wretched pun, often is nothing in the author's thought that an important truth, proclaimed with majesty. "
Well, perhaps it would be useful to read everything that came before and that leads to the aforementioned sentence, so who can be moved by curiosity (The I bless him) does so without waiting for anyone or anything.
Ducasse is a seer, visionary ideal of the poet Rimbaud: disrupting the senses to make them their own. How do you declare the mind "our" if we do not know in the beautiful and the ugly and all?
believe it is impossible to predict the future? It 's simple, the mechanisms humans never repeated in cycles, but under the circumstances. So now you do a little 'you.
*********
Ducasse Still, dealing with the human animal, certainly worse than the human animal, of course! Here's what he says
in two lines that do not require further comment: "[...] The Seine
drag a human body .[...] The corpse, bloated, it is claimed the Water [...] The master of a vessel [...] links it to its passage, and return it to the ground .[...] The dense crowd gathers around the body .[...] Everyone says: "I would not be drowned for sure. He pities the young man, who killed himself, you can admire but not imitate it. Yet he found it extremely natural kill himself, judging that nothing on earth was able to satisfy him, and aiming higher .[...]... night falls. Everyone goes away quietly. No one dares to overthrow the drowned to make him vomit the water that fills the body. They are afraid of passing sensitive , and no one has moved, all dug into his shirt collar . "
but this is nothing, every page will show the humanity in all clothes, the more miserable the other, but perhaps most of all: that the Creator
In his "Songs of Maldoror" one of the best treatments on the evil inherent in man (and thus God), the beloved Isidore perhaps too often gets lost (and complicated life, with great courage literary) in explanations too difficult, but one of many I have found that the closest
to explain the inexplicable, which is the poem:
"[...] It 's so that, as the inclination of our spirit to take farce to a wretched pun, often is nothing in the author's thought that an important truth, proclaimed with majesty. "
Well, perhaps it would be useful to read everything that came before and that leads to the aforementioned sentence, so who can be moved by curiosity (The I bless him) does so without waiting for anyone or anything.
Ducasse is a seer, visionary ideal of the poet Rimbaud: disrupting the senses to make them their own. How do you declare the mind "our" if we do not know in the beautiful and the ugly and all?
believe it is impossible to predict the future? It 's simple, the mechanisms humans never repeated in cycles, but under the circumstances. So now you do a little 'you.
*********
Ducasse Still, dealing with the human animal, certainly worse than the human animal, of course! Here's what he says
in two lines that do not require further comment: "[...] The Seine
drag a human body .[...] The corpse, bloated, it is claimed the Water [...] The master of a vessel [...] links it to its passage, and return it to the ground .[...] The dense crowd gathers around the body .[...] Everyone says: "I would not be drowned for sure. He pities the young man, who killed himself, you can admire but not imitate it. Yet he found it extremely natural kill himself, judging that nothing on earth was able to satisfy him, and aiming higher .[...]... night falls. Everyone goes away quietly. No one dares to overthrow the drowned to make him vomit the water that fills the body. They are afraid of passing sensitive , and no one has moved, all dug into his shirt collar . "
but this is nothing, every page will show the humanity in all clothes, the more miserable the other, but perhaps most of all: that the Creator
Friday, July 30, 2010
Halle Berry Short Hairstyle Catwoman
contemporary Italian music pt. 2
Just heard on the radio and I can not resist not to post this sadness by Simon Webbe:
"How wonderful it would live
life all'incotrario
reverse its direction of travel
become perhaps a little 'more essay
Have you ever thought how it would be better
backwards through the days of the calendar
with the experience of an old man, the body of a young man
delete all my mistake "
As usual, the work leaves no room for comments , just read aloud. Singing is worse, I swear.
Just heard on the radio and I can not resist not to post this sadness by Simon Webbe:
"How wonderful it would live
life all'incotrario
reverse its direction of travel
become perhaps a little 'more essay
Have you ever thought how it would be better
backwards through the days of the calendar
with the experience of an old man, the body of a young man
delete all my mistake "
As usual, the work leaves no room for comments , just read aloud. Singing is worse, I swear.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Welcome Church Membership Letter Sample
For politics, for the luxury and hunger ...
Vladimir V. Mayakovsky - Rascals!
from "to the"
[...]
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Bread!
A little 'bread!
Only a piece>>
Even with death before his eyes, with just
that eating just enough to not die, the city
stretches out his hand
working with a handful of dry crumbs.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Bread!
A little 'bread!
Only a piece>>
The radio call, transcending all boundaries.
And in response, on the other nonsense
flows in the pages of newspapers.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;London.
A banquet.
presence, the king and queen.
Vladimir V. Mayakovsky - Rascals!
from "to the"
[...]
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Bread!
A little 'bread!
Only a piece>>
Even with death before his eyes, with just
that eating just enough to not die, the city
stretches out his hand
working with a handful of dry crumbs.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Bread!
A little 'bread!
Only a piece>>
The radio call, transcending all boundaries.
And in response, on the other nonsense
flows in the pages of newspapers.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;London.
A banquet.
presence, the king and queen.
The stables of gold do not make it to contain all
; ; those pimps.>>
Be damned! What are the colonies
savages,
eaters of human flesh,
pick your royalty. What
burst forth throughout the kingdom in the glow of riot! What
your capital
Ardan to ashes! That mess
heirs to the throne in a crown boilers
bubble!
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Paris.
They gathered parliamentarians.
Report on hunger.
Fridtjof Nansen.
They listened, smiling. How were
nightingale tunes.
like listening to a tenor in a romance to fashion.>>
Be damned! What
for eternity
there is no longer possible to hear human words!
French proletariat!
Hey,
string, and not a speech but in a node, the width
irrepressible packages!
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Washington.
The farmers,
ate and drank until
have to lift their bellies with winches, and sunk in the ocean
of surplus wheat, feed
hours locomotives with maize.>>
Be damned! What
invade your ways the revolt. And
for the harshest places, along
across America, and
north and south, we roll
the big ball of your foot-ball
bellies.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Berlin.
Emigration is revived. The white stripes
rejoice:
better fight against the hungry.
They go to Berlin,
curling mustache, and boast
:
"I am a patriot! A true Russian
!".>>
[...]
To you,
particles of an army exterminated,
gunpowder in the world,
whose strength, force unleashed
All underground
will blow up the world of many rich people!
For you, for you, for you,
these words! With
digit miles,
moments that do not enter
write into account the Volga to the bourgeoisie!
The day will come! A fire
world
cleansing and steaming. Inverted
the palaces of the rich,
equally, equally ruthless
you in that hour of reckoning!
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Son Impregnates Mother
SUMMER! of shit ... -.-
After these tests was damn ... which fortunately went .. say well, I started my summer ...
Yes of course, summer is a bit 'boring, dull, gray .... but at least I can rest mentally ....
Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Yes of course, summer is a bit 'boring, dull, gray .... but at least I can rest mentally ....
Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
-.-
me I imagined a different, more fun, instead? the usual crap!
Uff .. I know it is not over yet, but if I continue at this rate I make the mold!
ENOUGH!
Uff .. I know it is not over yet, but if I continue at this rate I make the mold!
ENOUGH!
I need the most eventful summer! I basically only 19 years ... and this is the best age to have fun !!!!!
; Kisses!
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Subject For Interview Thank You Email
No Strings Left - La Prise de la Bastille (Viva la Revolution)
In Italy you get older, you lose first the youth in Italy.
If you're young you have no credibility.
Youth is life at first glance. And is there anything better?
It takes experience, but this is confusing the experience with the pedantic habit.
people who preach morality and habit of hiding hedonism.
tiny little people who do not believe in the revolution if it is not dressed like a revolution. People
"Why toil in the factory, because
dirty nose with soot,
and in the evening, others on luxury
blink sleepy?
Enough with the truth by a penny.
cleanse the heart from the old stuff.
The streets are our brushes.
the squares our palettes.
not have been celebrated by thousands of pages of the book of time
the days of the revolution. " A
when a July 14?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GHAr-gfcyDQ
In Italy you get older, you lose first the youth in Italy.
If you're young you have no credibility.
Youth is life at first glance. And is there anything better?
It takes experience, but this is confusing the experience with the pedantic habit.
people who preach morality and habit of hiding hedonism.
tiny little people who do not believe in the revolution if it is not dressed like a revolution. People
"Why toil in the factory, because
dirty nose with soot,
and in the evening, others on luxury
blink sleepy?
Enough with the truth by a penny.
cleanse the heart from the old stuff.
The streets are our brushes.
the squares our palettes.
not have been celebrated by thousands of pages of the book of time
the days of the revolution. " A
when a July 14?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GHAr-gfcyDQ
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Ontario License Plates Letters
A Season in Hell
"The reality is that we are able to pass for that."
Ennio Flaiano
"[. ..] Waiting for God with greed. They are an inferior race from the depths of eternity. Here I am on the banks
Armorican. The cities are lit in the evening. My day is done, I leave Europe.
The sea air will burn my lungs; climates far I tanned. Swimming, treading the grass, chase, especially smoking, drinking hard liquor as a metal hot-as did those dear ancestors around the fires.
come back with limbs of iron, with dark skin, his eyes furious by the mask, I think they are strong race. I will
gold will idle and brutal. Women are full of care for these sick veterans fierce from hot countries.
I'll throw in politics. Salvo.
Now I'm cursed, I have a horror of their country. The best, is a drunken sleep on the beach. "
AR
"The reality is that we are able to pass for that."
Ennio Flaiano
"[. ..] Waiting for God with greed. They are an inferior race from the depths of eternity. Here I am on the banks
Armorican. The cities are lit in the evening. My day is done, I leave Europe.
The sea air will burn my lungs; climates far I tanned. Swimming, treading the grass, chase, especially smoking, drinking hard liquor as a metal hot-as did those dear ancestors around the fires.
come back with limbs of iron, with dark skin, his eyes furious by the mask, I think they are strong race. I will
gold will idle and brutal. Women are full of care for these sick veterans fierce from hot countries.
I'll throw in politics. Salvo.
Now I'm cursed, I have a horror of their country. The best, is a drunken sleep on the beach. "
AR
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Invocational Prayer For Pastor's Anniversary
Jules Laforgue - Warning
from" Flowers of good will (Des Fleurs de bonne Volonte) "
My father (a tough out of shyness)
E 'died with a severe profile;
My mother almost had not known,
So I was in his twenties.
I did a little, then, literature,
But the demon of truth
I whistled ear every day
"Poor man! you've finished with these writings ... "
Now, do not feel like getting married, I
Since, after all, too despicable!
And they do not quite intractable!
But all the time, however, to ecstasy! .. Which is why
vivacchio, vivacchio,
Banderuola trentasei per stagioni, per say
Troppo contraddittorio sì o no ....
Giovani-O! ch'io vi serva da island!
in inglese: WARNING This
My father (a drive by shyness)
Died with a severe profile;
I barely knew my mother, And so
to twenty years I stayed.
So I got to the literature of the Devil
But the Truth
whistled all the time on my side:
<<Pauvre! as-tu fini tes écritures....>>
Or, pas le coeur de me marier,
Etant, moi, au fond, trop méprisable!
Et elles, pas assez intraitables !!
Mais tout l' temps là à s'extasier!...-
C'est pourquoi je vivotte, vivotte,
Bonne girouette aux tren't six saisons,
Trop nombreux pour dire oui ou non....
-- Jeunes gens! que je vous serv' d'Ilote!
www.youtube.com/watch
from" Flowers of good will (Des Fleurs de bonne Volonte) "
My father (a tough out of shyness)
E 'died with a severe profile;
My mother almost had not known,
So I was in his twenties.
I did a little, then, literature,
But the demon of truth
I whistled ear every day
"Poor man! you've finished with these writings ... "
Now, do not feel like getting married, I
Since, after all, too despicable!
And they do not quite intractable!
But all the time, however, to ecstasy! .. Which is why
vivacchio, vivacchio,
Banderuola trentasei per stagioni, per say
Troppo contraddittorio sì o no ....
Giovani-O! ch'io vi serva da island!
in inglese: WARNING This
My father (a drive by shyness)
Died with a severe profile;
I barely knew my mother, And so
to twenty years I stayed.
So I got to the literature of the Devil
But the Truth
whistled all the time on my side:
<<Pauvre! as-tu fini tes écritures....>>
Or, pas le coeur de me marier,
Etant, moi, au fond, trop méprisable!
Et elles, pas assez intraitables !!
Mais tout l' temps là à s'extasier!...-
C'est pourquoi je vivotte, vivotte,
Bonne girouette aux tren't six saisons,
Trop nombreux pour dire oui ou non....
-- Jeunes gens! que je vous serv' d'Ilote!
www.youtube.com/watch
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Harold And Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay Party
Au revoir
Listening to Keith Richards, piano and voice.
Un bootleg molto interessante intitolato "Learning the game" full of covers of Elvis, Buddy Holly and the Stones themselves (maybe some day the load here, so I closed down after it said so openly).
18e18 and I'm writing the scenes for the first video of No Strings Left, and all is well (??).
And hopefully as I write to several people in the industry waiting for the grace (never confirmed): that there fall on his head, we are ready to embrace all the weight.
The night I dedicate songs to the Orphic, the day to Laforgue and perhaps spend the afternoon with Gabriel and his "Fire".
The rest have nothing left, and as always all (what you do not want to write, in this case). Au revoir
Listening to Keith Richards, piano and voice.
Un bootleg molto interessante intitolato "Learning the game" full of covers of Elvis, Buddy Holly and the Stones themselves (maybe some day the load here, so I closed down after it said so openly).
18e18 and I'm writing the scenes for the first video of No Strings Left, and all is well (??).
And hopefully as I write to several people in the industry waiting for the grace (never confirmed): that there fall on his head, we are ready to embrace all the weight.
The night I dedicate songs to the Orphic, the day to Laforgue and perhaps spend the afternoon with Gabriel and his "Fire".
The rest have nothing left, and as always all (what you do not want to write, in this case). Au revoir
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Blank Vaccination Record
Peaches No Way Left
+ Mike I dive into a week of work lost in a supermarket.
good intentions for good times only on day 1 is true, then it's all gone where he wanted to go.
We are working to the work of music (Prise de la Bastille, nda). The days have passed, the witness 'our' apartment between Barbera Salmon Sardines, guitars, coffee 14 thousand (Britti beat!) And other culinary horrors.
Gentlemen, we have to do with characters from the novel by Verga, the elderly and young irreverent too reverent ("Lady Do not forget we have peaches on sale at 1 euro! "," 8euro and 78 "and the old deaf" Aaah ??"). The radio
afflicts us with Italian music and we kill with Jamie T, Casablancas and we are also thinking of the Red Hot so forgetful that the elderly indigenous ruraleggianti perhaps ask themselves' what's going to sound, allowing Amplifon.
Sitting on a box in the middle of an assembly of boxes where sun vivacchia a melancholy and clever black kitty.
sweet to me and further orders in this market. Poetry
bench fruit.
Ps: If you sell
Luna at the supermarket would be the end of world or not? In every sense.
+ Mike I dive into a week of work lost in a supermarket.
good intentions for good times only on day 1 is true, then it's all gone where he wanted to go.
We are working to the work of music (Prise de la Bastille, nda). The days have passed, the witness 'our' apartment between Barbera Salmon Sardines, guitars, coffee 14 thousand (Britti beat!) And other culinary horrors.
Gentlemen, we have to do with characters from the novel by Verga, the elderly and young irreverent too reverent ("Lady Do not forget we have peaches on sale at 1 euro! "," 8euro and 78 "and the old deaf" Aaah ??"). The radio
afflicts us with Italian music and we kill with Jamie T, Casablancas and we are also thinking of the Red Hot so forgetful that the elderly indigenous ruraleggianti perhaps ask themselves' what's going to sound, allowing Amplifon.
Sitting on a box in the middle of an assembly of boxes where sun vivacchia a melancholy and clever black kitty.
sweet to me and further orders in this market. Poetry
bench fruit.
Ps: If you sell
Luna at the supermarket would be the end of world or not? In every sense.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Viking Longboat Diagram
all
Throw everything, everything. Swallowing thoughts, words and vomiting undigested raw, then it is free to those who want to cook. Absorb
others to squeeze and recover drops in, day after day. Now the whole world is wet, and you know, there's nothing like the sun. All they want to.
Throw everything, everything. Swallowing thoughts, words and vomiting undigested raw, then it is free to those who want to cook. Absorb
others to squeeze and recover drops in, day after day. Now the whole world is wet, and you know, there's nothing like the sun. All they want to.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Dell Optiplex Gx620 Sound Driver 7
contemporary Italian music
I can not let go for anything in the world.
Rai Uno, Mara Maionchi, great tasting expert talks about shit that I talk and you talk about an obscenity on "Xdono" by Tiziano Ferro such as a song out of the box. We crazy? Or is she crazy? But what
patterns we talking about? A music dick like the one that goes like the wind goes, wind overseas: you could see it at the time and you see it now.
Mr. Ferro is also good at singing (although I find her voice quite annoying) but in "his" sleazy arrangements I have always found the echoes of the new millennium already sleazy R'n'B U.S. (this Sisqo with his "Thong Song" is the first that comes to mind).
Someone said that "our contemporaries are stupid, but prostrate at the feet of the most stupid is to pray." Tiziano Ferro Please
but as he is decades ago in Italy, maybe even more.
indecent television lounges of shit. When people stop taking as the only truth is what we chatted in the CRT this cock perhaps you will come back in 50 60 years and something will change. Something? I do not know, the changes are not always positive, but changes are something.
POSTSCRIPT: This is nothing written in approachable another shit sprayed by those famous 77 line, maybe something called "New Italian music", another vergognetta amplified a great shame.
I can not let go for anything in the world.
Rai Uno, Mara Maionchi, great tasting expert talks about shit that I talk and you talk about an obscenity on "Xdono" by Tiziano Ferro such as a song out of the box. We crazy? Or is she crazy? But what
patterns we talking about? A music dick like the one that goes like the wind goes, wind overseas: you could see it at the time and you see it now.
Mr. Ferro is also good at singing (although I find her voice quite annoying) but in "his" sleazy arrangements I have always found the echoes of the new millennium already sleazy R'n'B U.S. (this Sisqo with his "Thong Song" is the first that comes to mind).
Someone said that "our contemporaries are stupid, but prostrate at the feet of the most stupid is to pray." Tiziano Ferro Please
but as he is decades ago in Italy, maybe even more.
indecent television lounges of shit. When people stop taking as the only truth is what we chatted in the CRT this cock perhaps you will come back in 50 60 years and something will change. Something? I do not know, the changes are not always positive, but changes are something.
POSTSCRIPT: This is nothing written in approachable another shit sprayed by those famous 77 line, maybe something called "New Italian music", another vergognetta amplified a great shame.
Bacterial Tongue Infection
Discounted humble
Hello again to talk about ........ stars and cigarettes?
What a bore!
yet to want everything but everything is always now!
I do with myself what I want to know me and
enough to put me to fly.
wrote, played, thought, and finally spoke
"The family are the most beautiful stars
and among those I dug
cells" etc.. etc..
yet? Maybe it was not all at once just to burn and burn
and humble. Stop
Hello again to talk about ........ stars and cigarettes?
What a bore!
yet to want everything but everything is always now!
I do with myself what I want to know me and
enough to put me to fly.
wrote, played, thought, and finally spoke
"The family are the most beautiful stars
and among those I dug
cells" etc.. etc..
yet? Maybe it was not all at once just to burn and burn
and humble. Stop
Saturday, March 27, 2010
What Is The Best Foundation Brush
"Sentimental" by Villiers de L'Isle-Adam (excerpts)
"respect me when I recently examined, a lot, when I compare myself." (Mr. Whoever)
On a spring evening, two young, way Lucienne Emery and the Count de Maximilien W ***, were sitting under the big trees of the Avenue des Champs-Elysées. [...]
Maximilien, we learned the tragic end, was a poet of extraordinary talent. In addition, it was beautiful and good manners. His eyes reflected the light of intelligence, charm, but as precious stones, a little 'cold.
[...] Suddenly, Ms. Emery gently took the hand of her lover:
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not sembra, friend mio> you> said, \u0026lt;\u0026lt;that, ceaselessly troubled by impressions artificial, as it were, abstract, great artists - like you - end up reducing itself may actually be torment or delight that their fate? At the very least, results in discomfort - that there would appear insensitive - the personal feelings that life puts you in a position to try .[...] The Art certainly must pursue you with a constant concern even in the love and pain. By dint of analyzing the complexity of these same feelings, you have too much fear of not being perfect in your events, is not it? lack of accuracy in exposing your turbo ...[...] Art therefore lead to a cure? ... The thing I preccupa>>. I
[...]\u0026lt;\u0026lt; completely dissipate your doubts about it, "smiled Mr. W ***. [...]
fibers brain affected by feelings of joy or sorrow seems, you say, how to loose in the artist, through the intellectual excesses of emotion that the cult of the daily needs? I, on the contrary, the judge sublime, these fibers mysterious! The other men appear to be most successful with tenderness, passion more free, more short series? ... But I tell you that peace of their own bodies, some more 'obscured by instinct, brings them to market, for supreme emotional expressions, simple outpourings of animality.
argue that their hearts and their brains are served by the nerve centers that, buried in a deep sleep routine , resonate with the vibrations far less numerous and more of our deaf .[...] In short, we perceive the sensations common [...] with the same sensitivity than anyone else. Yes, natural event, of instinctive feeling, we feel, physically, like everyone else! But only the top we feel so human!
It 'almost impossible to express his immediate extensions in us that makes us seem like paralyzed, almost always, in many circumstances .[...] Think how much distance separates us from those primitive ages of Sentiment, by so much time lost at the bottom of our minds! [...]
of respect for the right concept of Sincerity dobbiao be sober in gesture, scrupulous in word, in the reserved enthusiasm, contained in despair .[...] I resign myself to not be so common , had deserve the contempt of the good people who (perhaps rightly) consider themselves more instead of me. All however, seem now more or less disgusted to try anything. I hope that There will soon be four or five theaters for which capital, offering a performance significantly better than in the reality of the events of normal life, maybe not all will cause even more worth living. When you are passionate about or want to move, we will book a stage, it will be easier.
conclude by saying that when one says that, with regard to one of us, beating his chest as if to numb the emptiness he feels in himself " He has too much brains to have heart!" first is ; quite probable that this would become red with shame, if he says he has "have too much heart to the brain!" , which proves that in the end we have chosen the worst part, by the admission of the person who blames him there. Also, have you noticed what this phrase becomes, to a careful examination? It 'like saying, "This person is too well educated to take the trouble to have good manners." What are good manners? And 'what the common people, like the man very well educated, will never know, despite all the codes of puerile and honest civilization.
So that this phrase, naively, Is not nothing but jealousy and instinctive, as it were, certain melancholy in the presence of our natures. A separate , after all, is not diversity, is an infinite .>>
"respect me when I recently examined, a lot, when I compare myself." (Mr. Whoever)
On a spring evening, two young, way Lucienne Emery and the Count de Maximilien W ***, were sitting under the big trees of the Avenue des Champs-Elysées. [...]
Maximilien, we learned the tragic end, was a poet of extraordinary talent. In addition, it was beautiful and good manners. His eyes reflected the light of intelligence, charm, but as precious stones, a little 'cold.
[...] Suddenly, Ms. Emery gently took the hand of her lover:
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not sembra, friend mio> you> said, \u0026lt;\u0026lt;that, ceaselessly troubled by impressions artificial, as it were, abstract, great artists - like you - end up reducing itself may actually be torment or delight that their fate? At the very least, results in discomfort - that there would appear insensitive - the personal feelings that life puts you in a position to try .[...] The Art certainly must pursue you with a constant concern even in the love and pain. By dint of analyzing the complexity of these same feelings, you have too much fear of not being perfect in your events, is not it? lack of accuracy in exposing your turbo ...[...] Art therefore lead to a cure? ... The thing I preccupa>>. I
[...]\u0026lt;\u0026lt; completely dissipate your doubts about it, "smiled Mr. W ***. [...]
fibers brain affected by feelings of joy or sorrow seems, you say, how to loose in the artist, through the intellectual excesses of emotion that the cult of the daily needs? I, on the contrary, the judge sublime, these fibers mysterious! The other men appear to be most successful with tenderness, passion more free, more short series? ... But I tell you that peace of their own bodies, some more 'obscured by instinct, brings them to market, for supreme emotional expressions, simple outpourings of animality.
argue that their hearts and their brains are served by the nerve centers that, buried in a deep sleep routine , resonate with the vibrations far less numerous and more of our deaf .[...] In short, we perceive the sensations common [...] with the same sensitivity than anyone else. Yes, natural event, of instinctive feeling, we feel, physically, like everyone else! But only the top we feel so human!
It 'almost impossible to express his immediate extensions in us that makes us seem like paralyzed, almost always, in many circumstances .[...] Think how much distance separates us from those primitive ages of Sentiment, by so much time lost at the bottom of our minds! [...]
of respect for the right concept of Sincerity dobbiao be sober in gesture, scrupulous in word, in the reserved enthusiasm, contained in despair .[...] I resign myself to not be so common , had deserve the contempt of the good people who (perhaps rightly) consider themselves more instead of me. All however, seem now more or less disgusted to try anything. I hope that There will soon be four or five theaters for which capital, offering a performance significantly better than in the reality of the events of normal life, maybe not all will cause even more worth living. When you are passionate about or want to move, we will book a stage, it will be easier.
conclude by saying that when one says that, with regard to one of us, beating his chest as if to numb the emptiness he feels in himself " He has too much brains to have heart!" first is ; quite probable that this would become red with shame, if he says he has "have too much heart to the brain!" , which proves that in the end we have chosen the worst part, by the admission of the person who blames him there. Also, have you noticed what this phrase becomes, to a careful examination? It 'like saying, "This person is too well educated to take the trouble to have good manners." What are good manners? And 'what the common people, like the man very well educated, will never know, despite all the codes of puerile and honest civilization.
So that this phrase, naively, Is not nothing but jealousy and instinctive, as it were, certain melancholy in the presence of our natures. A separate , after all, is not diversity, is an infinite .>>
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Most Common Pick 3 Lotto Numbers
STARDUST aka The Beginning Of It All
No Strings Left, recording sessions of the two new album to come out soon, "The prize de la Bastille"
No Strings Left, recording sessions of the two new album to come out soon, "The prize de la Bastille"
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Linda Goodman 2010 Horoscope
Django Reinhardt - The Chronological Classics (1934-35) Untitled # 3
http://www.mediafire.com/?nzlh5gz2jzl
Tracklist:
1. Presentation Stomp
2. Blue interlude
3. Tiger rag
4. After you've gone
5. Confessin'
6. I saw stars (what a lovely tune!)
7. Confessin'
8. From now on
9. I saw stars
10. Blank panther stomp
11. Okay, toots
12. When my ship comes in
13. My Carolina hideaway
14. Dinah
15. Tiger rag
16. Lady be good
17. I saw stars
18. Hands across the tables
19. We were so young
20. From you
21. Darling, je vous aime beaucoup
22. Miss Otis regrets (she's unable to lunch today)
23. Waltzing with a dream
http://www.mediafire.com/?nzlh5gz2jzl
Tracklist:
1. Presentation Stomp
2. Blue interlude
3. Tiger rag
4. After you've gone
5. Confessin'
6. I saw stars (what a lovely tune!)
7. Confessin'
8. From now on
9. I saw stars
10. Blank panther stomp
11. Okay, toots
12. When my ship comes in
13. My Carolina hideaway
14. Dinah
15. Tiger rag
16. Lady be good
17. I saw stars
18. Hands across the tables
19. We were so young
20. From you
21. Darling, je vous aime beaucoup
22. Miss Otis regrets (she's unable to lunch today)
23. Waltzing with a dream
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
Hemorroid And Testis Lump Relation
Well Bravo Blues
Penso
I think we are born and they tell us many things, maybe things will be the first "is coming out is coming! It 's a male lady!" and then they tell me I have to do the first communion, we fly over the school .. and then tell me that I have to work, and that work ennobles man and I conclude that the slave in the long run has come to love the Lord rather than hate it.
And again I think I feel ashamed because they do not vote in the government and if arronzo and reduces the two-party politics and think of those faces on the posters that I find myself well I do not think some of you got hurt and shame is certainly the sentiment further.
not want to vote with a pencil that I say is Carbonless, I want to vote with a chisel and my paper will be the Unknown Soldier, and I want to write more than a nice NO X and nothing else.
And now I want to go and read the devilish and then I want to stay, the duty has now been abandoned there in the corner and the dust that has formed over many years is that I infer that do not move.
Penso
I think we are born and they tell us many things, maybe things will be the first "is coming out is coming! It 's a male lady!" and then they tell me I have to do the first communion, we fly over the school .. and then tell me that I have to work, and that work ennobles man and I conclude that the slave in the long run has come to love the Lord rather than hate it.
And again I think I feel ashamed because they do not vote in the government and if arronzo and reduces the two-party politics and think of those faces on the posters that I find myself well I do not think some of you got hurt and shame is certainly the sentiment further.
not want to vote with a pencil that I say is Carbonless, I want to vote with a chisel and my paper will be the Unknown Soldier, and I want to write more than a nice NO X and nothing else.
And now I want to go and read the devilish and then I want to stay, the duty has now been abandoned there in the corner and the dust that has formed over many years is that I infer that do not move.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Hidden Blade Blueprint
The end comes for all .. .. even for those who can state how the knowledge .. UU
The important But understand that it is over!
Just can not do its most to bear all these people wrong! Now I just stay with my friends and others I do not care very ...
FUCK to all!
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Reaction To Face Cream
Happy Days ...
are about three days which are strangely happy
I want to scream to everyone how I feel today!
Only one thing I miss now! Only the 'love .. but what will come!
I understand that we must be optimistic in life ... [Although I'm sure this will change my mind!]
___________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Another thing that really makes me happy is that I have with my parents found a few 'cease-fire ... ^ ^
Ah! how nice !!!!! I'm so happy that I do not know that I have to say first ... so I come to the point that I do not remember what I meant! ( ahahahahahahahah )
am a BAKA! ihhihihihi
Oh well kiss tuttiiiiiiiiii!
are about three days which are strangely happy
will be missing a teacher at school and we go out first or I'm reading a wonderful book .. . but I'm happy!
It 's the first time I feel so good after all time ... you after a long time! I have friends that will be spectacular !
that will become a thousand thoughts that turned me in the head are gone and past that I left behind ...
but I'm REALLY GOOD !!!!!
that will become a thousand thoughts that turned me in the head are gone and past that I left behind ...
but I'm REALLY GOOD !!!!!
I want to scream to everyone how I feel today!
FELICEEEEEEEEEEEE ARE TOO !!!!!!!!!!! !
Only one thing I miss now! Only the 'love .. but what will come!
I understand that we must be optimistic in life ... [Although I'm sure this will change my mind!]
___________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Another thing that really makes me happy is that I have with my parents found a few 'cease-fire ... ^ ^
Ah! how nice !!!!! I'm so happy that I do not know that I have to say first ... so I come to the point that I do not remember what I meant! ( ahahahahahahahah )
am a BAKA! ihhihihihi
Oh well kiss tuttiiiiiiiiii!
{Do not Worry .... Be Happy!}
ViVoglioTropBen my friends!
Friday, January 8, 2010
Hint - Portakabin Fever
The return to school ... And
After these ---> BRIEF \u0026lt;--- Christmas holidays, we go back to school, so all the boys January 7 return to daily routine ...
The death of a boy C III ...
His death has affected all ... I still can not understand how a boy of 17 years still not completed, may die of a heart attack while in class and while joking with fellow dealer ...
The only explanation I can give is that if the Lord is called upon if ...
least I will not even think they are trying to pain the parents and other relatives ..
The thing that makes me feel bad but it's the thought of classmates who saw him die in front their eyes .. and the thought of going to school every day and know that he will not return .. and the memory of that scene ... a terrible thing .. but slowly forget
... I did not know him personally ... but my thought is for him ....
After these ---> BRIEF \u0026lt;--- Christmas holidays, we go back to school, so all the boys January 7 return to daily routine ...
for us of the 'ITC of Glossop was a bit different ..
We had an entrance that no one could imagine ....
We were struck by a shocking news ...
The death of a boy C III ...
His name is "John Lomas ...
His death has affected all ... I still can not understand how a boy of 17 years still not completed, may die of a heart attack while in class and while joking with fellow dealer ...
The only explanation I can give is that if the Lord is called upon if ...
least I will not even think they are trying to pain the parents and other relatives ..
The thing that makes me feel bad but it's the thought of classmates who saw him die in front their eyes .. and the thought of going to school every day and know that he will not return .. and the memory of that scene ... a terrible thing .. but slowly forget
... I did not know him personally ... but my thought is for him ....
HELLO JOHN
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Milena Velba - Singleparty
Piero Piccioni - Colpo Scorching hot OST
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=DF84KKAH
I think this is one of the best records i own, it stunned me when i listened to it (and i was just a little kid goin thru groovin obscure funk and soulful soundtracks).
Piero Piccioni, a great Italian composer
here's the tracklist: 1
Scorching hot shot (3:11)
Kintabù 2 (1:22)
3 Black Flower (3:21)
Identikit 4 (1:27) 5 LSD
(Red Hot) (2:40) 6
Eros (2:00) 7
Fire (2:02) 8
Easy Dreamer (Choir) (2:43) 9 Chinatown
Drugs (3:17) 10
Endless Love (2:15) 11 Colpo
Very Hot Topic (Red Hot) (1:40) 12
Mexican Dream (1:58) 13
Acapulco (2:48) 14
Big Chase ( 2:03) 15 Colpo
Very Hot Topic (H) (2:27) 16
Kintabù (H) (1:27) 17
Identikit (1:52) 18
LSD (H) (4:29)
Eros 19 (H) (1:50) 20
Scorching hot shot (Alt Live) (3:41) 21
Easy Dreamer (Alt) (2:49) 22
Mexican Dream (Alt.) (1:49 )
23 No Way Out (3:44) 24
Acapulco (Shake) (2:28) 25
Hurricane Eye (1:29) 26 Acapulco
(H) (2:06) 27 Colpo
Very Hot Topic (Film End Titles) (3:20)
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=DF84KKAH
I think this is one of the best records i own, it stunned me when i listened to it (and i was just a little kid goin thru groovin obscure funk and soulful soundtracks).
Piero Piccioni, a great Italian composer
here's the tracklist: 1
Scorching hot shot (3:11)
Kintabù 2 (1:22)
3 Black Flower (3:21)
Identikit 4 (1:27) 5 LSD
(Red Hot) (2:40) 6
Eros (2:00) 7
Fire (2:02) 8
Easy Dreamer (Choir) (2:43) 9 Chinatown
Drugs (3:17) 10
Endless Love (2:15) 11 Colpo
Very Hot Topic (Red Hot) (1:40) 12
Mexican Dream (1:58) 13
Acapulco (2:48) 14
Big Chase ( 2:03) 15 Colpo
Very Hot Topic (H) (2:27) 16
Kintabù (H) (1:27) 17
Identikit (1:52) 18
LSD (H) (4:29)
Eros 19 (H) (1:50) 20
Scorching hot shot (Alt Live) (3:41) 21
Easy Dreamer (Alt) (2:49) 22
Mexican Dream (Alt.) (1:49 )
23 No Way Out (3:44) 24
Acapulco (Shake) (2:28) 25
Hurricane Eye (1:29) 26 Acapulco
(H) (2:06) 27 Colpo
Very Hot Topic (Film End Titles) (3:20)
Monday, January 4, 2010
Stomache Sitting Woman
Fantasia
" It sees the blond head and flowing hair wet ambrosia, sees a milk-white neck and the soft pink cheeks spread some locks of hair on his chest, on the other sides: from before this beauty is also the same blazing flame of the lamp seemed to waver. "
" It sees the blond head and flowing hair wet ambrosia, sees a milk-white neck and the soft pink cheeks spread some locks of hair on his chest, on the other sides: from before this beauty is also the same blazing flame of the lamp seemed to waver. "
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